Here Comes The Rain !!!!

Falling on my head like memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you"

Lots more has been written about rain or monsoon which is how it is known in most part of India. It has different meaning for different people, for some it's relief from heat, for some it's the ray of hope, for some it's chaos, long traffic jams and potholes, for some it's memories of those moments spent with their loved ones, for some it's just a enjoyable walk.

The rain droplets when combine with sun rays, shines like tiny crystal droplets producing one of the most amazing thing to watch. Soft pitter patter all around while producing a unique chorus when dropping out from the green lush plants leaves and finally striking the ground like the sound of birds flapping their wings. That sweet, pungent and subtle smell in the air as the soil moistens and the magical feeling of breathing in the rich fresh air is mind blogging.
Enjoying the hot tea and wada pav in streets of Pune when rain pours from all corners of Tapari and people try to cover themselves to the extended plastic shelter is relished by almost everyone. Sometimes you even feel like coming out of it gracefully and enjoy a sip with rainy nature.

But for farmers it's more than a fortune which sets a jubilant mood as they have been eagerly waiting for it. The temperatures soaring down and those dark clusters of clouds with buzzing sound of thunderstorms send a soothing cool breeze of hope all across their community. When the city dwellers rush to their apartments for rescue, farmer raises his hands to the heavens to thank God for finally listening to his grief and being benevolent. Like a new borne seeking its mother’s bosom to feed it for survival and provide enough strength to carry on.

As a Kid, I had felt it approaching with soft steps while trying not to make any noise sometimes suddenly coming out of dark cloud and then disappearing as if playing hide n seeks with me.
Monsoon brings child out of everyone. During my school days I used to wait for rain to pour in and enjoyed running completely drenched from head to toe . If you are a soccer fan, there can be nothing more pleasing than playing it in this period of time. Those deliberate sliding and falling down on the playground and the mud clashes are hard to forget.

For lovers this season is blessing in disguise. When others look to cover themselves, these free birds walk in rain holding each other's hand together while feeling their warmth and touch.
CCD (Coffee cafe day) is one of the busiest places filled with couples like these. Love blossom in this season and this romance is soon engraved as one of the most memorable moments in their life.
I was not a writer till now, but it did brings a poet hidden out of me. I don't know how many such things we guys develop just to impress our lady love. Anyway at times I have been stupid also, I can still remember those days standing in front of her window saying Sorry while it rain cats and dogs just to let her know how much I loved her. It used to be a cute and romantic act for her although sometimes I had been on antibiotics after that.
I find rain the best way to connect to the nature. I am in resonance with God through the Mother Nature. I often go beyond into the country side to enjoy the green meadows and sun playing with the clouds to really cherish the delights of this season. I have always loved driving in the rain be it with someone special or alone. Over the years I have embraced it as a true lover. Those tick lings as if playing with my nerve and the severing sensation while rolling over my skin like a passionate lover.
I live my childhood when I see those kids playing out in rain. I feel blessed when walking in rain and when riding on my bike, I fly...

These are some moments which I haven't just lived, but also cherished from ages.